Kerry flew out of the Voldi Star Domain and threw the castle far behind. Tony sat by the cabin window, looking at the stars outside, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

"...you all know that I am a weapon-making person," he said. "I try my best to deny my past self and define a brand new, different self, but in the end... I am still a weapon-making person. The difference is that I only make it for myself now."

"That's different." Wanda said, "Iron Man is not..."

"Yes, I know. I know clearly what Iron Man means to me and the world, and I have figured it out long ago." Tony said, "But the key to this problem is different. I created Iron Man because I think he can bring about change... better changes, just like many other things I invented. The newspaper said I am a 'Tomorrow Scientist', and I promoted technological advancement so that humans can go faster on this road. Because I have always believed that this road is right, and I believe that science exists not for killing but for tomorrow to be better."

He shut his mouth and was silent for a moment.

No one spoke in the cabin for a moment.

Everyone knew what he was referring to. Luo Mulun people, a race that reached the peak of the road of technology, did not use knowledge to make life better. On the contrary, they used knowledge to create larger guns and larger cannons, which eventually led to their own destruction.

The desolate ancient battlefield on Dyson's ball forced Tony to recall the cave where he was imprisoned. He remembered the scene he saw when he was in the Middle East - terrorists used guns and weapons produced by Stark to attack unarmed civilians and kill each other. Perhaps that was not only the Luo Mulun people, but also the nature of human beings. Perhaps one day when humans also have such technology, they will also go to self-destruction.

Tony Stark is an engineer and a problem-solving person. He can build armor, resist invaders, develop tools, and promote technological progress. But only people... that is a problem he cannot solve.

If humans are destined to self-destruct, there is nothing Iron Man can do - this is also the problem he fears the most.

As if he felt that the air was too heavy, Tony then laughed relaxedly.

"Okay, when I didn't say it, I just... complained casually. You know, people are holding in space for too long and sometimes this happens. After thinking about it, it turns out that there is no better place than the earth." He smiled, "Don't worry, I'm very good. I'm just... very happy to finally go home."

Michael glanced at him sideways.

He is lying.

This may be the ultimate nightmare that no one who makes weapons can get rid of - that is who the bullet I made myself killed in the end?

Michael glanced at Wanda: "Wanda."

"Ah?" Wanda turned his head.

"You have never had a chance to tell Mr. Stark in person, your past," he said, "Tell him."

Wanda was stunned for a moment and soon understood what he was referring to.

Tony looked at her strangely: "What? Have we seen it before?"

"No, I don't think so." Wanda adjusted the moving seat to Tony and sat down. She thought for a while, organized the language and said, "Well... well, although we have fought a lot together, I don't know how much you know about me, so I'll start from scratch."

To be honest, Tony didn't know much about her. He had indeed tried to investigate, but the superpowers of the Tianjian were all protected by an invisible system extremely closely. All he could find was a few names and code names, and that's all.

"My name is Wanda Maximov, but I guess you should already know this." Wanda said, "I was born in a small place called Sokovia... a city that is unknown, you may not even remember."

"I remember," Tony said.

"When I was little, some chaos happened to us. The war broke out on the street where we lived, and bombers roared over our heads every now and then." Wanda said that he closed his eyes gently, as if he was in a difficult memory. "And then things happened. Our home was blown up by a bomb, and our parents died in the flames on the spot. I still remember the ceiling rumbling and cracking...it was like the sky collapsed. I still remember how my brother pulled me under the bed, and we were trapped there for two days until someone came to rescue us."

Tony listened and was silent for a long time.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't worry, it's not the part that needs your apology yet." Wanda looked at him expressionlessly. "Unfortunately, just as my brother and I were trapped under the bed, another bomb was thrown to our side, so close to us." She reached out and gestured, "It didn't detonate, but God knew it would do it suddenly in a second. My brother and I waited under the bed for two days, waiting for the thing to kill us...but it didn't. Then I think you might have guessed that the bomb...it said 'Stark Industrial Manufacturing'."

Tony squinted at the floor.

After so many battles, he did have many guesses about Wanda's life experience, but this fact was never among his guesses - one of the victims who were killed by his sins.

"I...is very sorry." He didn't know what else he could say.

"No." Wanda shrugged his shoulders, "If I wanted to hear this, I would have forced you to say it."

Tony looked up and said, "So, don't you hate me?"

"Hate, I really hated you very much before. Killing you for a while was my only goal in life." Wanda said calmly, "But now I don't hate you anymore. Because I know what kind of person you are, I also know that it is wrong to take off your anger like this for no reason. I see all your actions and everything you have done over the years. Now I can tell right from wrong than when I was a child. So...yes, I forgive you, it was a long time ago."

Tony felt relieved.

After witnessing all this and experiencing it, nothing can mean more to him than this - a forgiveness from a direct victim.

Wanda glanced at Michael and smiled sweetly.

"It was him who told me that hatred can only lead to new hatred, not a solution to any problem. I was not really resenting you back then, but actually just wanted to find something meaningful to fill myself, so as not to become a walking corpse."

Tony glanced at Michael and suddenly seemed to understand what he wanted to convey to himself.

Although they will also hate each other and kill each other, at least people can understand each other.

If Wanda can understand Tony, why can't others?

Suddenly he seemed to be able to see what the so-called possibility of human beings is.

He seemed to feel the light coming again.
Chapter completed!